(open catch-all) if there's one thing that i learned while in those county lines

[invinciblemikey]

Who: a newly updated, curse-free, many years older manjiro sano and ... you...
Where: many
What: picking up the pieces that he left fucked up the past few months. it's set forward-dated to the last week of the month.
Warnings: for once, nothing lmao i will add to the subject line if needed.

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[invinciblemikey]

(never stopped him, scott. it's been in his mind for years as he struggled to make this timeline the best one yet. one where the blood that spilled eventually healed - one where people could still bleed. death sucks.

his own pose now mimics scott's - he's never been good at talking as an individual person, rather than a title, but it's clear that he, too, isn't particularly happy with the situation, his hands smoothing out the yukata before they come together to hold his own legs against his chest.)

... I don't think he will, Summers. I have been missing him even before I left the dojo, and I miss him even more now. It's not up to me if I'll keep missing him, though.

[laserguy]

[Maybe another time, he would've laughed at the thought of two sad sacks like them just sitting here with their legs folded up to their chest, but it's hard to find the humor right now. Instead, Scott keeps his position, still staring ahead, but he's barely paying any attention to what is in front of him, mind thinking about the Tower.

He remembers getting knocked, seeing Yu and those bruises on his neck. Angrily telling the other teen to just forget about Mikey. He was really so mad, wasn't he?]

He'll reach out. If you doubt that, then you don't know him at all. [He feels confident saying that, hopefully it's not misplaced.]

[invinciblemikey]

(clearly, scott doesn't know the entire story. if he knew, manjiro doubts he'd be here sitting with him, listening to some of the things on his mind. part of him is grateful - he doesn't think he even deserves that.

it's not for him to tell. it's for yu to express it, whenever, to whomever he wants.)

... Yeah, I can only hope.